Breathe

hyunjin x photographer!reader. friends to lovers with so so much tension and pining. hyunjin is too pretty (yet again). suggestive in the end and reader is wearing a dress. inspired by Bathtub hyunjin.

thank you hyunjin yet again for being my eternal muse and inspiring this brainrot. wrote this while listening to All mine by plaza so.. please enjoy <333 feedback is highly appreciated 🫶🏻

Is it possible to drown in the depths of your emotions, until breathing becomes a forgotten process, one that eludes each one of your senses?

Yes, you believe, if standing before a vision of ethereal beauty, as you are now, all encapsulated within Hwang Hyunjin’s being.

The camera slightly shakes in your grasp as you linger by the threshold of the bathroom, eyeing Hyunjin’s silhouette submerged in the waters. He’s sitting inside the bathtub, fingers running through his raven locks, awaiting your return.

He doesn’t seem to notice your presence, nor do you wish him to. Instead, you remain silent by the door, allowing yourself a few seconds to savor the intoxicating aura he exudes.

See, he isn’t doing anything particular, nor is he adorned in anything enticing— a simple white shirt and matching linen pants. And yet, his presence fills the air, compelling oxygen particles to flee from your being, leaving you transfixed, unable to do anything but gaze at him.

“I can feel you staring,” he remarks casually, his eyes still drawn before him as he leans back, tapping the edge of the tub with his ring-clad fingers.

Your heart pulses against your ribs, a dance that the organ knows intimately by now, one that Hyunjin alone can orchestrate. It isn’t the first time he’s had this effect on you, it is a familiar territory you first breached when Minho introduced you to him.

Hyunjin is a friend, but his hands find your waist more times than deemed platonic, and you like his touch much more than you’d like to admit.

“I'm assessing my subject, you know?” A faint grin dances upon your lips as you approach the bathtub. Hyunjin is doing you a favor— you just booked your first photography gig, and your client only has one condition: to shoot it in a bathtub. You wanted to translate your vision to life beforehand, and Hyunjin volunteered to help you.

“And how do I look?” he inquires, his smile a sugary dream that coaxes forth his left dimple. You place your camera gently on the countertop, bending down to inspect him up close.

His eyelids glisten with the golden glitter you delicately applied earlier. His skin is dewy, glistening underneath the warm lightning, and his lips drip crimson, courtesy of the cherry chapstick you carefully tapped into place.

There is always a myriad of visions that come to your mind when you think of Hyunjin— a blazing fire where each flame surges higher towards the heavens, a burning dance of passion and confidence; or a delicate red rose standing resilient in an empty field, vulnerable yet unwavering in its strength.

And now, you see a siren, beckoning mortals with a voice of beauty, ensnaring them with its hypnotic allure, much like he captivates you in this moment.

“You look nice,” you settle on saying, and he playfully pouts, his thumb grazing against your wrist lightly, akin to the delicate flutter of a butterfly's wing. “That's it? You never compliment me properly.”

“Someone’s gotta keep your ego in check,” you shrug, grabbing a dozen of roses and scattering them all around his body. You nod, satisfied with the outcome, finally retrieving your camera.

“Let's start with a simple shot, look at the camera, as you would when seducing someone.”

Instead of looking at the lens, Hyunjin's gaze finds yours first. With a deliberate slowness, his eyes trace the contours of your form, sending delicious shivers down your spine. His pupils dilate, his gaze darkens, before he reluctantly tears his eyes away, finally shifting his focus to the camera.

it takes you a few beats longer to find your voice once again.

“Hold still, one… two… three,” you murmur, capturing a few shots, pausing for a few seconds to admire the warmth of the light bouncing off his honeyed skin. “Perfect.”

“Me or the picture?” he teases, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and you roll yours in response.

“The photographer.”

“You’re right, you're perfect,” he replies simply, and you're momentarily taken aback, your eyes widening slightly. He notices, a small smile playing on his lips as you grab his hand to adjust his pose.

“You aren't allowed to speak anymore,” you declare, guiding his index finger to his lips while his head rests on his other curled fist. He grins, before his expression morphs into a smoldering gaze, one that blankets your skin in hues of red from its sheer intensity.

“Look at me this time,” you instruct, and he nods obediently, directing his gaze towards you. Though your eyes remain fixed on the lens, you can sense the intensity of his gaze piercing through you—suddenly, the white dress you're wearing feels too sheer to contain the flames ignited by his stare.

“Mm,” you hum in approval as you look at the result. A sweet realization washes over you as you notice the subtle shift in his gaze— does he know his eyes unconsciously soften when they land on you?

With each click of the camera, your nerves dissipate, replaced by a growing confidence as each shot turns out exquisitely. They look worthy of gracing billboards worldwide, a privilege of working with a model as beautiful as him, one who portrays emotions as if they were crafted solely for him to feel.

“Good, let's try an overhead shot now,” you instruct, slinging the camera strap around your neck before climbing into the bathtub, legs on either side of his body. You’re hovering over him as he gazes up at you, his fluttering eyelashes echoing the erratic beat of your heart.

Your eyes briefly trace the contours of his now-translucent white shirt, a veil that delicately clings to his form, accentuating the sculpted lines of his physique—the arc of his v-line melding seamlessly into the fabric of his trousers. He possesses the body of a masterful dancer, a muse Michelangelo himself would have revered.

“Take off your shirt,” you suddenly request, and though your words are met with a quirked eyebrow, he obliges effortlessly. With a fluid motion, he peels the garment from his frame, sending it sailing across the bathroom's expanse.

“Good?” he questions but you remain silent because words have suddenly become beyond your grasp. Your client's request for a portrait suddenly feels inadequate and you almost itch to cancel it, because you know it won't exude the same beauty as Hyunjin’s. For each fiber of his being flusters you, makes you hyper aware of your every pulse point and how they all come together to chant Hyunjin’s name.

“Look up at me as you lean back,” you finally say, positioning the camera directly above his head. With each click, your heartbeat speeds up even more at the sight— collarbones and arms bathed in the play of light and shadow, his long, wet hair cascading over broad shoulders, and worse of all, a faint smirk that graces his placid face, as if he's aware of how breathtaking he looks in this moment.

“Should I do this?” he asks, picking up a rose and brushing its dewy petals against his lips. You swallow hard, nodding meekly before swiftly capturing a few more frames.

Emotions twist you into a peculiar being, yearning for your very soul to liquefy, transforming into the water droplets adorning the rose's petals, longing to caress Hyunjin’s lips too.

Hyunjin suddenly straightens his posture, hands coming to rest gently on your calves, fingers dancing along the hems of your dress with a delicate touch.

“How’d I do? Do I look good for you?” he asks and your knees weaken beneath you, his words rendering you a merciless leaf, swayed by the fiery winds he commands, with his words, with his touch, with his eyes, all solely on you.

“For me?” you echo, and he nods, his hand moving languidly up and down your leg, pausing delicately at your knee.

“Mm. You're the only one I want to impress.”

Your response escapes your being breathlessly. “And why is that?”

“Didn't you ask me not to speak?” he grins, running a hand through his hair. Swiftly, you place your camera on the counter before kneeling down, your thighs now brushing against his own.

“Speak,” you command, and in an instant, he seizes your waist, drawing your body close until you're straddling him, legs enveloping his middle.

“Say it again,” he whispers, and you thread your fingers through the strands of his hair, gently tugging at the edges until his head tilts back, exposing the expanse of his neck.

“I said…” you trail off, leaning in until your nose grazes the warmth of his skin.

Being this close to Hyunjin isn't unfamiliar to you; your interactions have always teetered on the brink of almost-kisses, your bodies drawn together like magnets, two halves of an orange yearning to reunite.

Yet, this moment feels different, much more fateful, as if the universe has granted you one final opportunity—to finally ignite in passion or perish into ash.

“Tell me. I want to know,” you urge, your voice a whisper against his skin, laden with unspoken desires.

“Because... I like you a lot. So much that you're the only one I think of all day. And I want you to like me too. I feel like I need it to breathe.”

His response catches you off guard with its vulnerability, the intimacy it drapes on this moment. The water envelops your intertwined bodies as your hands find solace atop his chest, his rapid heartbeat seeping into your palm.

“I always forget how to breathe around you,” you confess, a sheepish smile gracing your lips. The grin that blooms on his face is radiant, casting a glow on the room that cannot be replicated by artificial lighting.

“If you forget how to breathe, I'll give you all my oxygen,” he promises, his thumb tracing gently across your cheekbones. You see the sun in his smile, feel its warmth in his words that burn you. “I think it always belonged to you anyway,” he murmurs, his lips hovering tantalizingly close to yours. “I think... I wanna give you back what's yours. Would you let me, pretty?” he asks, his voice a tender plea.

And amidst all the planets you know and the countless universes that may exist, you cannot fathom a single one where your answer would be anything but yes.

“Please,” you whisper, and his lips crash against yours in a fervent dance.

Your lips part before swiftly meeting again, and you close your eyes, surrendering to a world where all your senses converge to breathe Hyunjin in—your hands exploring the contours of his chest, your mouth savoring the sweetness of his lips infused with your cherry chapstick, your nose inhaling his scent, a delicate blend of vanilla and tobacco pulling you into a dizzying dance, your ears catching the gentle rhythm of his breaths and the faint thud of his heartbeat, all resonating within you.

And you don't need your eyes to see Hyunjin; he's indelibly etched behind your eyelids from all the time you've spent admiring him before.

“Fuck," he whispers as he draws back, “I should have kissed you much sooner.”

“Mm?” you grin, intertwining your hands behind his neck, “Was it that good?”

“You have no idea what you do to me, don’t you?”

“Then show me,” you grin, a playful glint in your eyes.

His gaze sparkles with mischief, his lips curling into a self-assured smirk, his hands finding your waist once more. Breathing is not necessary if it gives you Hyunjin in the end.

“Oh, I will.”

morning bliss - park sunghoon

PARINGS: Sunghoon x reader

GENRES: fluffffff

PROMPT: in which you wake up in Sunghoon’s arms

WORD COUNT: 715 words

A/N: wish this was me tbh

Sunghoon could no longer remember a time when he had woken up without you in his arms. The steady rhythm of your breath against his chest, the softness of your hair tickling his chin - they were sensations that had been etched in his mind and skin, forever remembered.

Sunlight gently streamed through the curtains, casting a soft light on your sleeping face. Sunghoon stared in awe.

He could trace the outline of your face with his eyes closed. Every curve, every dip, every single freckle and imperfection was etched into his memory like a beautiful masterpiece. He marvelled at the way your lips slightly parted as you dreamed, and the way your eyelashes delicately brushed against your cheeks.

The warmth of your body against his was a comfort beyond any he had ever felt before. It was as if the universe had conspired to create this perfect moment, where time stood still and nothing else mattered except you and him.

With a tender touch, Sunghoon gently brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, revelling in the softness of your skin beneath his fingertips. The soft touch made you stir in your sleep, your eyelids fluttering open to reveal the eyes that he loved so much.

A small sleepy smile tugged at the corner of your lips at the sights of Sunghoon staring at you affectionately. He could’ve sworn he felt his heart skip a beat when you snuggled closer to his chest.

“Good morning.” Your sleepy voice whispered softly and it instantly dulled any melody he had heard before it.

Sunghoon pressed a soft kiss on your forehead, smiling into the kiss. “Good morning, angel.”

You pulled away slightly to look at his face. “Did you watch me sleep again?” You teased, your voice filled with amusement and adoration.

Sunghoon chuckled, his fingers tracing circles on your cheek. "Guilty as charged," he confessed, his gaze filled with affection. “I can’t help it. You’re just so angelic.”

You pushed your face into the crook of his neck to hide the blush that had spread across your face. “You’re such a romantic.” You said sarcastically but Sunghoon knew you loved it.

“Your romantic.” He said cheesily, wrapped his arms around you. His voice got lower and more serious as his hands unconsciously played with your hair. “I really am so lucky to have you.”

Sunghoon’s words washed over you and a surge of warmth and love enveloped your heart. You tilted your head slightly, gazing up into his eyes, and a tender smile graced your lips. "And I am equally lucky to have you," you whispered, your voice filled with sincerity.

Sunghoon's fingers continued to weave through your hair, his touch sending soothing shivers down your spine. It was a simple gesture, but one that spoke volumes about his affection and care for you.

In that serene moment, you found solace in Sunghoon’s arms. The world slipped away leaving nothing and no one besides the two of you in it, left alone in your cocoon of love and happiness.

“You have this incredible way of making me feel special.” You murmured.

His voice was barely above a whisper when he replied. “You are special,” He took your chin in his hands, pulling your face closer to give your lips a chaste kiss. The feeling of his lips on yours made you melt, a contented sigh escaping you as he pulled apart. “To me, you’re the most special person in the world.”

You knew he wasn’t lying. Sunghoon was yours as much as you were his.

Silence settled between you two but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. The steady thump of two heartbeats beating together, your breathing synced and your souls connected - in his arms you were home.

In a few hours Sunghoon would get calls from Jungwon asking him why he was so late to practise. In a few hours your stomach would rumble, your need for food overpowering your sleep. In a few hours the world would knock at your door, your responsibilities for the day begging to be attended to. But for now, in this moment, you would forget it all.

For at this moment in the early hours of the morning, there was no one in the whole world besides you and Sunghoon.

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kiminis

6 months ago

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the dining table, from the bed to church, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while i gasp for air, scream for satan mercy, HE CAN TOP ME. until i’m swollen, until i’m crying, until he’s out of juice, until i can’t walk, until i’m numb, until my throat hurts, until my cheeks are red, until the neighbours know his name, until my inside becomes outsides, until my holes remember the shape, until my jaws fall off, until my legs are useless, until my eyes are rolled back and it stays there, until my body does a backflip, until my whole body shakes, until the skin peels off, until i’m paralyzed for the rest of my life, until all my holes are filled, until i can’t breathe, until it gets longer than before, until he can’t stand anymore, until i die, until his testicles don’t cum anymore, until my mouth can't eat, until i remember the length of it, until the end of time, until it reaches my stomach, until he’s grunting and growling, until the whole world hears. i’m gonna get him pregnant ten times, over breeding him all day and all night, no protection just me and him all over the house on the floor, on the couch, on the bed, in the shower, on the rooftops, even god couldn’t pull me out of him.

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kiminis

1 month ago

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kiminis

2 years ago

LE(t’s) GO!

a/n. screaming crying throwing up my parents got me those lego flowers (that one set on the last pic) :( and yes, this is what mainly inspired me to write this >.<

"hee!"

your boyfriend jolted up on the couch and sprinted towards the hall once he heard your voice.

"you’re home! i missed you!" heeseung cooed once he saw you. his arms sneaked around your waist and he placed a soft kiss on top of your head. you looked up at him and hee figured out that you’re up to something.

"i missed you too" you hummed and placed a tender peck on his lips. hee frowned yet the corner of his lips turned up.

"did something happen?" hee asked.

"i got you a small present!" you grinned and wriggled out of his grip and reached for a yellow wrapped box.

"oh?" heeseung hummed and tilted his head, curious.

"c’mon, open it!" you pushed the box onto his hands, sparks of excitement in your eyes. you didn’t have to tell him again.

your boyfriend unwrapped the yellow paper and you watched his mouth part in disbelief, eyes widening.

"you got me lego?" he whispered, looking at the set.

"yeah! i saw it and thought about you! you said you had much fun while putting together this set that niki gave you so–" you started rumbling and hee shushed you with his own lips, passionately smacking them against yours.

he hummed into the kiss, pulling back once he felt like he needed some air.

"best. girlfriend. ever" heeseung said before taking a deep sigh and running his fingers through his hair, looking at you hesitantly.

"what are you waiting for? go put it together!" you scoffed.

"let’s go!" he let out a yelp and pressed another peck onto your forehead before rushing to the living room.

after unpacking the groceries you bought on your way home and changing into comfortable clothes, you peeked into the living room.

heeseung was sitting in front of the coffee table, lego pieces on it. he played some music through the speaker and focused on putting the legos together.

his handsome features were puckered in focus. brows furrowed, nose a bit scrunched, lips pouting unconsciously.

"hee?"

nothing.

you smiled and shook your head, coming up to him. he was reading the manual, fingers tracing the drawings.

"hee…" you tucked his hoodie.

"hmm?" he hummed and put down the paper just to start looking for the piece he had to put together now.

you sighed and plopped down onto his lap, making yourself comfortable. heeseung put his chin on your shoulder right away, out of habit.

"i love you" he hummed and grabbed your hands gently to move them in the direction of needed lego piece.

"you’re just saying that because i got you legos" you teased and grabbed the pieces.

"not true" hee giggled and showed you where and how you should follow the next step.

there was something this day that heeseung discovered about legos – sure, he loved them. but he loved putting them together with you even more.

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kiminis

2 years ago

[ 3:23 PM ] — with your head on jay's shoulder as you read your book, his arm around your waist as you two lay on the hammock, jay's other arm serves as an extra pillow under his head as he looks around. he softly sighs, contented here right now with you. he knows you two would have to go back soon, but he can't help but wish to stay here with you forever.

jay shifts on his position, putting another arm over your stomach as he rests his cheek on top of your head. "you bored, honey?" you softly ask, looking up at him through your lashes as your one hand brush up and down against his arm.

"no," jay says, brushing his finger against the sticky note flags that were pasted on the pages of your book. he really wasn't, in fact, he never felt more at peace. "have you read this before?"

jay knew of your habit to highlight some lines and put sticky note flags on them. you would even jot down notes when you have some thoughts. "yeah," you softly answer. "i've read this more than twice." you softly laugh and jay smiles.

he softly holds the book for you, reading as well. when he reaches the last word of the page, he would ask you if you're done. you couldn't help, but softly giggle at how cheesy and lowkey cringey you two are.

but you wouldn't trade this for anything in the world.

when jay flips a page, he can't help but look at the highlighted line right away. she didn't look nice. she looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something. jongseong (although, he looked nice too). jay lightly smiles, his pointer finger lightly tracing the highlighted words.

you softly laugh, "i kind of highlight the lines that remind me of you."

"yeah?" jay says and you grab your bookmark, putting it on the page as you close the book and put it on the table beside the hammock. you turn around, hugging him by the waist and he places a kiss on your forehead. "i don't look nice, huh?" he teases.

"hey," you softly laugh. "i said that you look nice, too."

"you don't want to read anymore?" jay asks and you shake your head.

"you just want to see if i have more highlighted lines for you." you say and jay laughs.

"a little, yeah." he says and you smile, kissing his lips. "i kinda want to stay here forever with you, love." he mumbles against your lips as you lightly pull away.

"but just until sunday." you say with a light pout and jay softly laughs, nodding. "what do you say we come back next year?"

"i would love that." he smiles. that smile that does stupid things to you, yet you still love it so much.

"jongseong," you softly say. god, you love his name so much. and he loved it everytime you say it. "you make my reality so much better than fiction." you softly say, brushing his hair off his forehead.

"i love you."

"i love you, too."

[ 3:23 PM ] — With Your Head On Jay's Shoulder As You Read Your Book, His Arm Around Your Waist As

— from this small thought lol. rbs, likes and comments/feedbacks are highly appreciated <3

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kiminis

2 years ago

this is so cutee ><

Serving Looks (ENHYPEN's Sunghoon)

Pairing: ENHYPEN's Park Sunghoon x Fem reader! (featuring Jake and Jay) Tags: fluff, strangers, collegeAU, confident yet not so confident Sunghoon, Barista!Hoon Blurb: Y/N finds herself at a cafe day after day spending her non-existent money just to give herself an excuse to keep staring at the cute barista. Sunghoon finally calls her out one day and she disappears for a while making Sunghoon concerned if his comments were too much. Word Count: ~1617

Y/N's face was blushing as the server brought over her order. She held her breath, trying not to say or do anything weird. Despite being a broke college student, she found herself for three weeks straight at a local cafe close to campus, allocating her her non-existent funds to order a medium iced americano with a slice of tiramisu just to interact with the server there.

The first time she came in was when she was trying to find a quiet place besides her apartment to get work done. She had a big project coming up that counted for 30% of her final grade. She struggled to get it done despite having all the resources she needed as her bed kept calling her name. Her three months to complete the project became two as she found herself in her bed, surrounded by the comfort of her bedroom. She collected herself after a check in with her professor who told her that at this rate, she was going to fail the class. She decided right then and there to get started. She found a small cafe off campus as the on campus cafes were always busy and loud.

When she entered the cafe, she sighed in relief when she saw that the cafe was practically empty. She situated herself in the corner of the cafe and went up to look at the menu when she saw the most beautiful face she’s ever seen on a person. He gave her a soft smile, greeting her sweetly.

“Ah, sorry about that. Welcome to Cafe de Park. What can I get started for you?” He asked

Y/N blushed as she stuttered out her order, “Oh, uuhmm… It’s okay. It’s my first time here so I was still taking in the menu.”

He smiles and nods, “That’s great. My name is Sunghoon. Just call for me when you’re ready to order.”

She nods as she watches him walk back into the kitchen. She lets out a breath she didn’t realize she was holding as she squished her face. She looks back up, deciding to get some coffee to keep her up and some sweets to fill her stomach. She contemplated calling out for Sunghoon before deciding to do so.

“Uhm, Sunghoon-sis? I’m ready to order now.” She says timidly.

Sunghoon’s pokes his head out and smiles, “Alright. Give me one second and I’ll be out.”

Y/N nods as she waits for him to come out. She placed her order paying for the items when he asked her if she wanted to join their loyalty program. After ten visits, their guests could get a voucher for anything in the cafe worth $15 and less. Y/N nervously agrees to join as she wasn't sure if she would find herself back here that often. He smiles as he gets her information.

“Email?” He asked

Y/N gave him her university email, “YN1202@/koreauni.org”

He smiles at her brightly, “You also attend Korea University? What department?”

She smiles in return, “I’m a first year in the Sports Medicine Department.”

Sunghoon gasps, “Really? I’m a second year in the Broadcasting Department on an athletic scholarship. I guess I’ll see you often then.” Y/N blushes and nods as he finishes taking the rest of her information.

That’s how she found herself three weeks straight, ordering the same old things and Sunghoon personally bringing her order to her table. Each time he’d flash his sweet smile, telling her to enjoy and Y/N would return a shy smile and timid head nod. She’d quietly enjoy her drink and slice of cake, finishing her project while sneaking in a look of Sunghoon cleaning, prepping or talking to his equally handsome co-workers, Jake, an upperclassman of the Sports Medicine Department on a soccer scholarship, and Jay, a sophomore of Business and Economics Department.

Y/N was really making headway with her project, with only the presentation portion left to do. She was quietly working and looked up as she felt eyes on her. When she looked up, she saw that Sunghoon was leaning on the counter looking at her. She blushed as she looked away and dipped her head down into her work. She heard a stifled laugh coming from Sunghoon and her face grew hotter. A few minutes later, she feels a presence at her table. She looks up and it’s Sunghoon giving her another slice of their delicious tiramisu cake.

“Oh, I didn’t-“

He smiles sweetly, “It’s on the house.”

Y/N smiles and nods, thanking him for the cake. He places it on the table and takes her first plate that was empty. She continues to work but sees him still standing there. She nervously turns to look at him and he smiles down at her. She smiles back confusingly when he finally opens his mouth.

“You know… you don’t have to sneak glances at me. If you take a picture it’ll last longer.” Sunghoon said confidently.

Y/N's face heats up and she can feel her face getting red. She tries to say something in response as he smirks, sending a wink her way and turns back to go back into the kitchen. Y/N quietly finishes her work that night without spearing a look his way.

After that encounter, Y/N stopped showing up to the cafe. Sunghoon thought that the first day after she was just embarrassed but one day led to two days and two days led to two weeks. He sighed loudly as he wiped down tables.

“Sunghoon. If you’re that concerned just go look for her.” Jay said from behind the cash register

Sunghoon shot him and gave Jake a look. The two rolled their eyes and went back to work.

“All we said was that she was staring at you. We didn’t tell you to go and do what you did.” Jake said

Sunghoon sighed. Jay and Jake had told him that Y/N was always staring at him, her eyes lingering on his tall frame as he moved around the cafe. That she would be engrossed in her work but would stop and stare at him almost longingly. Sunghoon had meant to just tease the girl but he didn’t realize that in doing so she would disappear.

“She gets out of Professor Park’s Body Theory class on Friday at 11:40AM. I always see her leaving that room.” Jake says

Sunghoon doesn’t say anything but his two friends know what he's about to do.

Sunghoon finds himself waiting by the entrance of the Science building that Friday. He came 30 minutes early just to make sure he didn’t miss her. He looks down at his watch, the time reflecting 11:46AM. He sighs to himself thinking he missed her but he sees a familiar frame exiting the building. He smiles to himself as he runs up to her calling her name.

“Y/N!” He yells out making everyone turn to look at him

Y/N turns and gives him a look of surprise as he runs up to her, stopping right in front of her. He sighs and smiles as he is able to find her. She smiles in return and looks around making sure he wasn’t calling someone else.

“Hey.” She said timidly

Sunghoon smiles, “Hey.”

They awkwardly stand there before Boa breaks the silence, “So what’s up? How did you know I had this class or where I had class?”

Sunghoon nervously looks around as he rubs his neck. He decides to not answer that.

“Uhm, where have you been? Was it because of what I said two weeks ago? Look, sorry for that. It’s just that Jay and Jak-“

“Sunghoon.” she cuts off his rambling, “I’ve been working on a final project and had to meet with my professor. They’ve been making me present to other classes and the sports department heads.”

Sunghoon gives her a blank look as he looks away and runs a hand through his hair. He sighs and looks at her again, “I thought that I took what I said too far so you stopped showing up.”

Y/N smiles and Sunghoon feels his heart start to beat a little faster as she has an air of newfound confidence surrounding her.

“Sunghoon, were you worried about me or something?” She asked

Sunghoon blushes and sputters, “No! I mean- I was worried that you might think I’m an asshole or something.”

She giggles behind a hand, “No, I don’t think you’re an asshole. If anything I think you’re right, a photo would last longer but I prefer to see you with my own eyes.”

Sunghoon blushes at how forward she was compared to their last encounter. He looked around making sure that she was talking to him, rubbing his neck, chuckling softly as he struggled to say something. Y/N laughs as she looks at him.

“Hey, what are you doing after this?” she asked

Sunghoon collects himself and thinks, “Uhm, Jake asked me to take his shift tonight but besides that nothing. Why?”

She smiles at him sweetly, “Want to get lunch together? My treat since you’re always giving a slice of the tiramisu.”

Sunghoon choked on his breath as he scrambled to answer, “Yes! Lunch. Let’s get lunch.”

Y/N smiles as she walks off leaving a nervous and flustered Sunghoon standing there. She turns back to look at him before smiling at him, “Sunghoon. Let’s go get lunch.”

Sunghoon smiles and runs over to her to catch up to her. He awkwardly stands next to her as they walk side by side to get lunch, a swirl of romance in the air between the two.

END

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kiminis

1 month ago

“Get ready with me to breakup with my fiancé-“

“BUUUUUULLSHIT YOU ARE!”

Immediately, as soon as your first words are uttered over the recording video, Rintaro’s booms down the hallway. You laugh and smack your hand on the counter, trying to keep it as quiet as you can as you hear him continue to yell.

“THE FUCK YOU THINK THIS IS? WE’RE LOCKED IN, WHAT THE FUCK!” Socked feet barrel down the hall and you’re quick to hide the camera behind a bottle of mouthwash. His body quickly comes into the frame, chest puffed out and hands on his hips. “You got something you want to tell me?”

You pull your lips down in thought before shaking your head, “no. I don’t think so. I didn’t even know you were home.”

“Oh!” He says dramatically, clapping his hands together. “So you’re just always talking about dumping me to your little Internet friends?”

“Only in my fantasies,” you hum, tossing your arms around his neck and pressing a kiss to his cheek. He pouts, and you giggle and kiss him again, “but if I ever do decide to dump you, I promise you’ll be the first to know.”

This, has him blinking unamused at you. Then, his hands leap up to grab your cheeks, and he pulls you in for a loud, wet kiss, his lips pressing kisses over your laughing mouth, teeth, and lips. “Listen to me.”

“Rinnie!”

“No. Shush. Listen to me.” He pulls back and rests his head against yours, hands still squishing your cheeks. “I have shit out an engagement ring for you. I have your name tattooed on me. I got clawed to death by your rat fuck cat, and I have a shirt with your face on it that I wear when I go out. We’ve shared a toothbrush, you pinch my nipple when I’m showering, you text me and ask me if I’ve pooped, and I know damn well you take ugly pictures of me when I’m sleeping.”

“Your point?”

His nostrils flare, “you so much as THINK this relationship is ending, I’m going to tattle on you.”

“Oh, please-“

“To Komori.”

This, has you paling, and you nod softly and gently grab his shoulders, “no, okay, you’re right, you’re right baby, I’m sorry.” He nods as you press a kiss to his lips, “but in all seriousness-“

“Oh, I’m serious, too.”

You snicker, “in my seriousness, I’m never going to leave you.” You flash your engagement ring to the camera and purse your lips out, and he smiles down at you. “who else is going to poop out a ring, then lie to the salesman about why we’re returning it, and get me a new one, hmm?”

“Thankfully, I’m the only one who will.” He kisses your forehead, then looks at you with sad eyes. “We’re locked in?”

“Yeah baby,” you giggle, kissing his nose. “We’re locked in.”

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kiminis

2 years ago

nap time w/ ENHYPEN (hyung line)

pairing: ENHYPEN hyung line x gn!reader (established relationship)

genre: fluff & slice of life // warnings: none // WC:~2.24k

summary: as the title suggests nap time with hyung line!

note: I hope you enjoy this as & that it reminds you that rest is just as important work.

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Heeseung

Nap time with Heeseung is mix of comfort and chaotic-ness. He loves cuddling with you which is no surprise. Something tells me before you two actually nap, he’s probably on his phone playing a game. Trying his best not to disturb you as you give into your tiredness.

Let’s be honest though, he isn’t the best at being quiet for too long. He’s cheering as he passes this level of the game he’s been grinding on for god knows how long. With that being said though, you’ll pat his chest softly as a reminder that he needs to be more quiet. Muttering a sorry to you and goes back to his game.

Did I mention, he loves having you lay on his chest? It makes him feels all warm and that he can protect you from things. A somewhat foolish belief but it helps him feel better. If there’s one thing he can do for you, it’s making sure you get rest when you need it. Y’all are both hard-workers, so it’s quite easy for you two to get so lost in the zone leaving no time to actually sit down & live life.

Before he joins you in dreamland, he’ll pepper your face with kisses. To the best of his ability, he’ll also try to bring the blanket closer to cover you - wanting to make sure you don’t get to cold. Somehow throughout the nap time, you get off of Heeseung’s chest and end up next to him. But whenever he feels like you’re the tiniest bit too far away from him, he brings you in closer.

In the case that he wakes up before you and realizes that it’s now dinnertime. Instead of waking you up gently, Heeseung decides to jump on the bed and shake you awake. Besides at this point in y’all’s relationship, he knows that you’d sleep through the gentle shaking or nudging. He unfortunately has been left with no choice but to wake you up as a child would. Not going to lie though, he sometimes enjoys it.

When your eyes finally flutter open to be met with Heeseung’s eyes glaring at you, you try not to scream. Lightly hitting him and asking what time it is. Only for you to hear what time it is and hitting again with “Why didn’t you wake me up earlier?? Now I’m not going to sleep tonight”. This always end up with him shrugging and telling you that he did try. Don’t worry, you end up apologizing as always and Heeseung knows you mean well. Sleeping at night with him is just as easy as it for both of you during nap time. Sure it might take a little longer but before you know it, the sun is already starting to rise when you wake up.

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kiminis

1 year ago

woah the first one 😩